When I was 14 I had my heart broken for the first time.
When I was 17 it happened again.
At 18 I had my trust in men shattered when someone I deeply cared about as a good friend took the trust I gave him away in the worst way imaginable.
And when I was 21, and had spent a few years working on myself and building back up my trust in men, I was finally ready to open up my heart again, yet once again it was shattered. After that it just seemed to happen again, and again and again.
